Unkempt Appearance Quotes

Nothing ruins the lines of a suit or blazer and makes you look more like a doofus than when your pockets are crammed with stuff - a wallet, a cell phone, keys, a calculator, a calendar, pens, etc.

But you have to understand, my beard is so nasty. I mean, it's the only beard in the history of Western civilization that makes Bob Dylan's beard look good.

I hated my big hair. I always wore it straight.

I had hair down to my shoulders, a beard and mustache. I was crude and rude.

My mother emails me stuff about when she finds a paparazzi photo and they're like, his hair is out of control.

And of course there is nothing better than wearing the same T-shirt for days and not brushing my hair for weeks.

I'm a shabby dresser.

The first thing I'll do if I want to look really crappy is, I don't wear any makeup at all.

I go outside, and I'm wearing a funky T-shirt and my hair is dirty, and people say, 'What's wrong with her? She needs to invest in a hairbrush.'

There is nothing - nothing - worse than seeing ankle or a hairy calf when a man in a suit or trousers sits down.

I'm always hairy. I swear too much.

When a man crosses his legs and the trouser leg rides up to show the hairy shins, it offends my eyes.

Two large prominent eyes that rolled about to no purpose (for he was utterly short-sighted) a wide mouth, thick lips and inflated visage, gave him the air of a blind trumpeter. A deep untuneable voice which, instead of modulating, he enforced with unnecsessary pomp, a total neglect of his person, and ignorance of every civil attention, disgusted all who judge by appearance.

Nothing should be perfect. I think that's the most important thing. I do wear my jackets almost exaggeratedly short. So that's probably the most mussed up. Along with, you know, not ironing my shirt.

If you go long enough without a bath, even the fleas will leave you alone.

That's why I sleep alone. My hair is curly, and that's why I have my ponytail. I look like a madman, like something out of a horror movie.

I like dirty boys. Mechanics, construction workers, artists who get paint and clay everywhere. They gotta have rough hands.

I do get approached occasionally, but not a ton. I'm unrecognizable because I'm coated in cat hair and sweat. And there's a sort of yeti quality to my presence... so I don't think that people can see the face.

The only description for Nolan in the script was that he's a very bad dresser. I put on a red windbreaker and every other ugly, ill-fitting thing I could dig out. He was potentially written as a clean-cut nerd, but I wanted a darker spin.

A man's face is not a rich person's lawn; you are wasting resources if you devote that much energy to trimming your beard, sideburns, or mustache just so. Nor is a man's face the woods; there need not be the tangled weeds, shrubbery, and wildlife/eggs benedict that get ensnared in them.

She had not character enough to take to drinking, and moaned about, slip-shod and in curl-papers, all day.

I don't know why people think I'm polished - I often leave the house with buttons missing and ladders in my tights.

I've always just been this hairy, wild man.

I can put on a £1,000 item of clothing and make it look a mess.

I don't like pictures of me showing my hair sticking up in back.